Chapter 16 - The Great Chef Catastrophe

After a while the receptionist came back with ten gold coins, Hehe Reality is indeed a totally fair and unexploitable game.

Ahem Ahem…

Anyways, we went on our merry ways back to the inn. While walking towards the inn our stomach growled and we decided to look for food.

“What do you think we should eat for dinner?”

“Hmm, Let’s look around and just buy whatever seems appetizing.”

With that in mind, we went to the food court and bought whatever seemed delicious. Maybe because of strength Lucy seemed to have a huge appetite, wouldn’t she get fat tho? Hmm, Looking at those huge weapons of mass destruction, maybe not…

“What are you looking at, Hmmmmmmm???”

Oh shit, she noticed. Execute the distraction plan!

“Nothing, hey look! Some good fucking food!”

Lucy seemed suspicious, but I ignored it and went to the stall I was pointing at.

The stall seemed to be made out of expensive wood, on the right side of the stall lies a large grill with lamb legs on top coated with lamb sauce. The stall owner is grilling the lamb with his professional looking chef cloth which is suspiciously clean. He swiftly flipped the lamb legs and sprinkled some salt over them, damn those moves… He’s a true chef I tell ya!

After standing there amazed by the chef’s skill, we went to his stall and bought 2 lamb legs and some side dishes.

The chef then grabbed two hanging lamb legs and was preparing to grill them, until…

“Where’s the fucking Lamb Sauce!”

The man shouted like he had never shouted before! And all the chefs in the food court are trembling, is this the power of a top chef?

He started inspecting all the stalls in the food court trying to find the lamb sauce while shattering the other chef’s hopes and dreams…

“You call this a proper stall! Look at all of this mess! What sort of disgusting vermin cooks at a stall like this!”

“Is this even a sandwich, look at this bread, it’s fucking hard and unappatizing. I would like to call this a stonewich!”

“Keiko have mercy on me, look at all of those knives! They’re so fucking dirty that a rusty sword is better than it!”

“What are you a fucking donkey man! That isn’t how you are supposed to cook a soup you goddamn donkey brain!”

“My god! This meat is underseasoned. Is this how you treat your customers!”

The chef was merciless with his scoldings, all of the chefs that received them had a look of despair and hopelessness. His scolding technique can only be rivaled by the one and only Gorden Ramsay himself i say.

After a while almost all chefs had the look of despair written on their face, with only some surviving his inspections unharmed. With most chefs mentally dead, he finally found his Lamb Sauce and went to grill the lamb legs.

Needless to say, the lamb legs were very tasty.